Sunday Hurricane Watching the world set on fire by a summer day sunSunday Hurricane4 years ago in Scraps More Like This
The wind blows right through me in gales equal to none
Whispering promises and answers to questions just begun
And liquid lake drifting tells a story of a storm on the run.
But enough of this, take a look at this plane;
Have a seat on my cloud and watch the world go down the drain,
Riding the waves of percussion and finding God in the warm summertime rain
And watching the day die in the gloryfires of a Sunday Hurricane.
Goodbye LoveSo many things we had,Goodbye Love6 years ago in Scraps More Like This
so many things taken for granted,
Things forgotten, shoved to the back of your mind like something
frightening, ugly and unwanted.
The angelic wings disappeared
Because Faith fell first,
Faith in everything that we had.
You told me so many truths,
And yet as the time without you flies,
Truths tarnish and become lies
So much silver given to Time's slow, ravaging hand
A web of deception glimmers
A gossamer bridge that you left in flames
As you so easily trample my trust
In your preening effort to impress another
So much for another chance
And the last to begin to fade,
Is my love,
Because it still won'